This is a song about "Urdu rap"

People give a bad fuckin' rap to old-school southern rap,

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

Fo ta lova rap, i always loved rap,

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

I just wanna be higher than that

What influences you to rap

And i rap like a nigga who invented rap

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

Just a kid tranna rap

Top dropped down, black on black

I don't know how to rap,

No car key and i mean that

Its like i'm speaking urdu doing kung-fu while im shampooin my world-view

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true